Spoiled Rotten
I came home from work last night to find a very handsome man cooking dinner for me.
Giant ribeye steaks, marinated in honey, olive oil and Chicago steak seasoning.
Brocollini wrapped up in tin foil with olive oil and salt.
The grill was hissing and spitting as the juicy fat dripped down onto the hot coals.
He uncorked a bottle of chilled White Zin, I pulled out the salad that I had made last night and he served up a meal that was to DIE FOR!
Wow, can Ranger cook!!
And I love that about him.
We ate this delicious meal while watching a movie that he had brought down with him.
It was called “Before the Devil Knows Your Dead” and all I can say is that watching this movie will make you appreciate your family NO MATTER how screwed up they are! Trust me.
It was a rough movie to watch – but the redeeming factor was the very opening scene was Marissa Tomei totally naked and taking it doggie style. The down side was that it was a naked Phillip Seymour Hoffman giving it to her. YECH!!!!
As Ranger likes to say — this wasn’t a movie, it was a “FILM” because movies are fun and entertaining and don’t require a PhD to follow them. “Films” usually involve some French guy perched on a Llama preaching for 2 hours about the injustice of peanut butter.
Yep — it was that rough, but we toughed it out.
What I REALLY enjoyed was coming home to find the man I love in my home.
Yeah, sappy but true.
I dropped everything and immediately went to him for a big hug and loving kiss. (after he wiped the olive oil off his hands, that is..hee..hee…)
THAT is an experience that a girl could easily get used to. 
As it is — this kitteh is floating on cloud 9 today!
I have the most amazing man in my life who thinks that I’m smart, funny, beautiful.
He cooks amazing meals and is a master of charring dead animal flesh.
He puts his life on the line to save the world.
And he loves me.
What more could a kitteh ask for?
Nope — life is pretty much perfect right now.
meow!
Yummy
**heavy sigh**
It sure does sound perfect.
Enjoy doll, you deserve it so much : )
That sure deserves a big Puuuurrrr! Enjoy those moments!
I told you… he can man the grill while you move! ‘Cause you know he learned from a “pro”!
Eh – wha – eeeerrr – HUH?!
Okay, I’ve had Scott for 8 years. You’ve had Ranger for less than a year. I have never had Scott grill ANYTHING like that for me – actually, he’s never cooked anything for me that is harder than eggs or noodles and that I haven’t put in the crock pot!
NO FAIR!
If Ranger draws you a bubble bath and seduces you, I’m moving in with you.
BTW, Scott says he thinks that Ranger looks like Michael Chiklis.
Trixie — it *was* very yummy! Oh, and he brought Edy’s Double Chocolate Brownie ice cream for dessert!
tighet — awwwww…..why so sad?
Jen — It WAS perfect, thanks!
Stinkypaw — oh yes…definite ‘puuuuuurrrrrrrrrrr’ worthy stuff there.
Sayre — well, my friends aren’t helping me move, but Ranger can STILL feel free to grill up dinner that weekend. Although, as drugged up as he might be, I’d be a little worried about that. ha.ha..
Randi — Sorry babe, apparently Scotts “love language” is different than Rangers.
Hey, I’ll have a spare room soon, but you’d have to leave the kiddos behind — and somehow I don’t see you doing that. hee..hee…
I’ll be sure to tell Ranger about the compliment – he LOVES Michael Chiklis!
Next time leave the Olive Oil on……now thats fun!!!!!
Jules — ha! I thought about it, trust me! But, I still had my work clothes on and let’s face it, oil stains are impossible to remove. Two big oily hand prints on the seat of my pants would be a bad thing for work clothes.. ha..ha.ha..
The Book doesn’t even know where our kitchenc is let alone cook me a meal !!
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Awwwwwww…..I’m floating in sappiness right now. And it feels good.
Really? Hmmm…well, I am definitely counting myself very lucky to have a man who cooks then. Heck, Ranger has even made me breakfast! Scrambled eggs with cheese and ham, and fresh cut fruit.
Pug Mom — yep, yep, it *DOES* feel good!
Oh, I’m not sad just so tickled that you two are so cute together.
Oh kitty he does do the food shopping though, go figure
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Good Ranger. Good boy.
I know what you mean. A man that cooks is very sexy!
My man is a better cook than I am…and I’m a damn fine cook, so that should tell you something! What I like is going to his place for dinner and he’s cooking all my favorites. It always makes me smile and it’s just another indication of how much he cares.
You got it good, girl! Enjoy!!!!
Oh you so deserve it. That being said – I also deserve a freakin’ steak. I checked my answering machine – no invites. What the hell?
*sigh* dreamy . . .
So, did you drop his pants and give him a BJ while he was cooking you dinner?
That’s what I would have done.
Does he wear an apron?
peace
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Ty for the comment, Nice to see you get spoiled you really needed it =) hope your evening was great. maria
tighet — oh good! Because I don’t want you to be sad. As for the cute part, yeah, we get that….apparently I’m good at being “cute” with my guy.
Philly — well hey, that’s good right? although, does he buy GOOD food or does he show up with beer nuts and pretzels? hee..hee..
Finn — is that anything like “Sit Ubu Sit. Good dog!” ha..ha.ha…
Disa — awwwwwwww….that is *so* sweet!
Suze — Hey, you are OFFICIALLY invited when I get my new place up and running, how’s that?
OS — yeah, very dreamy. very dreamy indeed
sista #2 — ha..ha.ha. I read your comment to Ranger while he was still on duty last night and I think he spewed water all over his cop car!
maria — you are VERY welcome darlin’. Being spoiled *is* a good thing but it definitely goes both ways with us. I spoil Ranger completely and he knows it.
Proof that I am nitpicky and will die alone: that’s all nice, but if someone served me a zinfandel, I would kick them out of my house.